This hay(na)ku chain was written for One Single Impression Prompt 33: Gold. Enjoy.


noonday sun
distilled into solids

children of
Earth emerge, gleaming

first, they
are covered in

sable dust
of her placenta

they’re stolen
from her arms

aureate skin
fondled and caressed

beaten and
bent into shapes

they become
ornate mirrored slaves

adorn the
proud, curved necks

queens, both
ancient and modern

these children
to speak softly

blood worn
on their faces

splashed across
their primal skins

of greed
reflected in millions

fractures on
their chunky bodies

you’ll know
of the sorrow

wear amidst
your halcyon celebrations

Written 10/13/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.

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About ravenswingpoetry

I am a 38 year old writer from Columbus, OH and the creator of Raven's Wing Poetry. I am a poet, seeker, fellow traveler, and autistic.
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10 Responses to Gold

  1. Wow, this is really something! I’m not familiar with the form, but will go learn more. You have a beautiful progression here, and some really unforgetable images.

  2. anthonynorth says:

    This is full of amazing images.

  3. Tumblewords says:

    Thought provoking and lovely!

  4. Sandy says:

    I do like this, and it will change the way I think of gold.

  5. SandyCarlson says:

    Stunning and humbling. This is powerful. I feel silent inside.

  6. susan says:

    Whoa! Love this, Nicole. Thoroughly enjoy the images you created, the tone and the message. Well done.

  7. teric says:

    Wow, that is quite a poem and story!

  8. Gemma says:

    “Ornate mirrored slaves” is an image that really seems to climax a beautiful, powerful poem! Love this!

  9. zoya gautam says:

    ..a beautiful poem-could well be an indian poem-of my country with all its’ nightmares-and faraway dreams-where the poverty of under-privileged children disturbs visitors from other lands-a country i would not trade for heaven..a good prompt-gold..

  10. Feels like you were in an altered state when you wrote this…thank you for the amazing images and sensibilities.

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